Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
750
Words
1.7 M
Comments
1
Reading
5 d, 23 h
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Zhang Xiaohua rolled his eyes and said: "What are you talking about? Big Brother, am I really so bad that Mother would have to string me up?" After Zhang Xiaohua explained, Zhang Xiaolong finally understood. He found a rope in the corner and tied up Zhang Xiaohua’s hands and feet tightly. You have to admit, Zhang Xiaolong was quite skilled—he bound Zhang Xiaohua so securely that he couldn’t move an inch. Guo Sufei, standing by, felt sorry for him and kept urging: "Be gentle, loosen it a…-
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Embedding miniature formations into jade pendants was a technique Zhang Xiaohua had already gained some insight into while stranded on the deserted island. On the ship back to the mainland, his understanding deepened further. By the time he returned to Songning Town, he even tried it out, successfully inscribing a basic calming and meditative formation into an old jade pendant. Out of a sense of making amends, he gifted it to Ji Xiaohua’s mother. However, when Zhang Xiaohua was infusing the jade…
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Liu Qian took the Heart Sutra and asked: “This inner cultivation method—about when should Bairen start practicing it?” Zhang Xiaohua thought for a moment and replied: “I reckon Mr. Liu will start enlightening Bairen pretty early. By the time he’s five or six, he should be able to understand the words inside. When that time comes, just let him read and practice on his own.” “Huh?” Liu Qian exclaimed in surprise, “He can only start learning at six? Then why are you in such a hurry to…
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The doubts regarding the , as well as suspicions about Ou Peng, were actually just a faint trace. After all, Sect Master Ou wasn’t exactly shortchanging him—wasn’t he still willing to exchange three thousand taels of gold? It wasn’t as if he was being treated unfairly. This sliver of doubt was nothing at first. But later, after witnessing the devious schemes of the Heaven's Way Alliance aboard the sea vessel, and seeing numerous robberies and vendettas along the way—especially after Zhang…
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At the fifth watch of the night, before dawn had fully broken, the civil and military officials waiting for court outside the Imperial City had already gathered. Min Changwen arrived at the city gates on time. After stepping down from his carriage, he greeted a few familiar colleagues with polite words and stood aside, waiting for the gates to open so they could enter the palace. The gathered officials each formed their own circles. At such times, personal grievances were usually set aside, and…
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“Hyah!” Da-da-da! Horse hooves thundered as several swift riders galloped down the official street. They charged out through Jianchun Gate, heading east out of the city. The leading rider swung his whip and shouted: “Make way! Make way!” Hiii—! The horses flew by like the wind. The commoners and merchants waiting at the gate for inspection hastily dropped what they were carrying and scrambled aside. The pounding hooves roared past, and the crowd, left in dust and disarray,…
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The “Netherworld’s Soul-Calling Burial” was the first painting Lu Liangsheng could not complete in one sitting. When he withdrew from the painting, dizziness and nausea surged through him — the scene he had witnessed was entirely different from what others would have seen. With his spirit wholly immersed, he had beheld a somber sky; all between Heaven and Earth was dyed crimson-red. The sunlight carried not the slightest trace of warmth; mountains were like blades, and rivers ran dark with…
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The man clad in battle robes saw that refined and handsome Daoist reclining sideways, offering no reply, as if asleep. Though he had come at his master’s behest, given the capabilities of his master and the two martial uncles, there was no need to send word ahead. The very moment he gave rise to the thought of coming to pay a visit, that mere flicker of intent would already have been sensed by his martial uncle. He was not truly asleep—he simply did not wish to meet. He recalled again the…-
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The Dragon King of the Jing River, executed… Qi Wuhuo suddenly recalled that arrogant water deity in white robes. He remembered the argument between him and the fortune-teller, remembered the fortune-teller’s judgment and cold sneer—he now understood. That youthful-looking water god in white was likely none other than the Dragon King of the Jing River, recorded in the document that had arrived together with the Five Thunders Judge’s Seal. Jing, as in the saying , and in this Central Province, he…
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Zhang Xiaohua was taken aback and asked: “Father, why do I not understand what you’re saying?” Zhang Cai smiled and replied: “What I mean is, if we don’t touch this vast fortune, won’t we avoid drawing attention to ourselves?” “Huh?” Zhang Xiaohua was bewildered. “Father, if we’re not going to spend the money, why did I even bring it out?” Zhang Cai spoke with deep meaning: “Taking it out and not taking it out are completely different. Actually, Xiaohua, the silver notes…
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